Sword and Magic and Taxi

I should kill you. Taixi Anxin touched the wound on her face with lingering fear. If his mind shield were a little slower or a little weaker, his eyes would not be saved. At this moment, he thanked his psychic teacher from the bottom of his heart. Although he failed to complete all the courses and pursue power, the extremely solid foundation undoubtedly saved his life.

How could Zhao Mai not be afraid of being caught by the Templars of a barbaric world? He is not a proven warrior who can remain calm when faced with enemy threats. Even if you don't take into account the fear of never returning home or seeing your loved ones again, the pain of having both of his arms broken made him tremble involuntarily and moan in pain.

The obsidian fork on his neck pierced his skin, and blood slowly slid down. Zhao Mai tried hard to control his body so as not to accidentally shake himself to death. Both Butcher and Ricas were tied tightly with leather ropes, and they looked like two mummies under their bounds. Looking at the corpses lying around, he felt that his achievements this time were pretty good.

His dog ran away. The half-giant's report made Taixi'an's expression even worse. However, searching for a lost dog in the vast desert would further delay the caravan's trip. He decided to ignore the matter and let his men hold the weapon that had wounded him in front of him. Looking at the scattered parts, he smelled the smell of conspiracy. After all, as a high-ranking templar in the largest city in Atas, Taixian always boasted that he was well-informed, but he had never seen similar technology. The Witch King's power is very magical, but it is not without energy fluctuations. This is definitely not arcane magic, nor is it a natural or elemental force, nor is it a psychic power. In Athas, the only thing that can be more magical than the Witch King is the lost knowledge of the halflings in ancient times.

Tell me how to use this thing, and I will spare your life. Tai Xi'an said viciously.

If I said it, I would be dead. Zhao Mai said: Even if you want to keep your promise, you don't have to kill me at all. Just break one of my legs and throw it on the Gobi. That will solve the problem. Trouble.

Do you think I can't find the answer directly from your head?

You can try it to see if your psychic powers are powerful enough. Zhao Mai snorted: Only if you have an absolutely overwhelming advantage can you hope to find clues about this weapon. And with your wisdom , even if we have clues, piecing together complete knowledge is definitely a daydream.”

You're a stubborn loser. Tai Xi'an shook his head: It seems you want to die!

No, I don't want to die. Zhao Mai licked his lips and spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground. You stole my things, okay, you are better than me, I admit it. If you want my skills, you have to exchange them with something. You take me back to Tire City and heal my injuries. , I’ll tell you.”

You think you can bargain for me? Taisian was provoked to laugh, but the smile touched the wounds on his face and made him angry. He waved, and immediately a slave carefully brought over a small wooden box. Taisian solemnly took out a glass bottle with a purple caterpillar inside.

It will burrow through the roof of your mouth and build a nest in your brain. Over the next six months, your bright brain will become its food. You will go blind, you will forget how to speak, you will Become less than a beast and do things that no one else wants to discuss. Then a little moth will bite through your eye and fly out, and I'll be able to harvest a whole bunch of new eggs.

Seeing the fearful look on Zhao Mai's face, Tai Xi'an felt much better. I don't want to do this to you yet, because the power I have is enough to deal with you. He took out a neck ring from the wooden box. It was made of fine steel and inlaid with many gems. It looked like it was not ordinary at first glance. At this time, a slave came over and put the neck ring around Zhao Mai's neck. The moment the lock was closed, Zhao Mai lost control of his psychic powers, and his body became extremely weak, as if his strength had been drained.

His backpack had been torn off, as had his equipment. Only the viper belt transformed into a snake at his command and was hidden in his underwear, evading search. The same goes for the belongings of Butcher and others. Everything is piled together with the goods. However, the long sword of fine steel, the magic dagger and the fine crossbow were all put away and handed over to Taixi'an.

I didn't expect you to have such a good thing and give it to a slave to use. If you are not from the Masked Alliance, I wouldn't believe it. Tessian laughed and said, I have to keep an eye on you. People like you Rich people must have a high status in the Masked Alliance. In order to rescue you, many members of the Masked Alliance will throw themselves into the trap. One thing you said is right, those guys are incorrigible. fool.

Zhao Mai didn't want to explain this matter. He was now worried about storing grain and flowers. In fact, Xiaohua is okay. Although he looks weak, he is actually quite tough and has natural force to protect her. That particularly cute state will arouse incurable love and inspire the creature's sense of responsibility to protect its cubs. And it's in the backpack, and it wasn't discovered just now. Although it's a little strange, this is good news. Only the food reserves are lost in the Gobi. What can it eat and how can it find shelter?

But under the circumstances, the danger of staying was higher. Taisian may cherish the slave gladiator who can fight, and may leave him to dig out secrets and make bait, but he will never let go of a dog meat feast. It is precisely because of this that Zhao Mai ordered to reserve grain and escape when failure was inevitable. Hopefully the puppy is smart enough to take care of itself.

He was locked up alone and placed on a log truck. Around his body and above his head were two thousand kilograms of wood, leaving only a slit in the middle from which he could not get out. Taisian asked the team doctor to help him connect the bones and tie his arms to his chest so that he could not move at all except his fingers.

This temporary cell only had an opening at the top, and a half-giant whose calf was broken by Zhao Mai was sitting on it. A water bag and a piece of dry biscuit are his supplies, and other trivial matters of life, including excretion, must be solved by himself.

Due to the injury to his arm and the tied posture, Zhao Mai could only pick up things with his mouth while lying on the ground. Drinking water and eating were even more troublesome. He was probably going to be hungry for a long time. He leaned against the log, feeling the bumps of the truck on the road. Gradually, he matched the name Taixi'an with the things in his memory, and finally figured out who his enemy was.

In the original history, Templar Tessian should have been the slave owner of Likas and became the new king of Tire after the death of the Witch King. Although he had to announce the abolition of slavery and hand over some power to the Parliament, he still controlled all the Templars and other high-level combat forces in Tire.

It seems that in the original historical line, in the previous slave market, Taisian bought Ricas, and he intervened to buy Ricas in advance, and also tried to control him and make a fortune in the uprising. Interests. But after going full circle, he became a prisoner, and both Ricas and Butcher became Tessian's slaves. Is there any force behind this?

There is no god in Athas, which can rule out suspicion. So for the rest, does the inertia of history or the self-healing ability of time exist? Could this attack on me be the result of this force? Zhao Mai thought for a while and felt that this idea was probably correct, but it would not help improve the current situation. Having become a prisoner, he could no longer aim high, so he turned to stare at the bread and water bags on the ground, thinking about how he should act to be more efficient.

Suddenly, a ghost flashed, as if the TV signal turned from snowflakes to clear. Just three seconds later, the reserve grain appeared in the prison car, sticking out his tongue and smiling at Zhao Mai. Shh! Don't make a sound! Zhao Mai reacted immediately and asked for the food reserves to come over.

The puppy jumped into his arms and licked it with its tongue. The joy was no different from Zhao Mai. The question of why his dog could teleport was put out of his mind for the first time. Zhao Mai only knew that he was extremely happy, crying and laughing at the same time, and couldn't stop no matter what.